Summary
A cerulean-tiled cottage rips itself from the Parisian suburbs, sprouts varnished wings, and ascends into a bruised dawn with two middle-aged bachelors—one a frayed caricaturist, the other a failed illusionist—clinging to its rain-gutter like reluctant gargoyles. Below them, boulevards collapse into storybook pop-ups; above, cumulus palaces bloom and wilt in the time it takes to strike a match. Their itinerary is pure caprice: they glide through a thunderstorm that rains porcelain teacups, moor briefly to a drifting opera house where aria-singing chandeliers gossip about their occupants, and drift across a desert that behaves like spilled salt on a blue tablecloth. Each detour is a daredevil palimpsest—Victorian engravings scraped away to reveal lurid Art-Nouveau watercolors underneath. When the house finally loses altitude over an ocean of liquid starlight, the men jettison furniture, memories, and finally the walls themselves, until only the threshold remains: a doorframe levitating in negative space. They step through it barefoot, tumble into a moonlit orchard, and discover their old parlor re-assembled around them as if nothing migrated at all—except the wallpaper now bears the faint imprint of every cloud they ever passed.
Synopsis
An animated short about two men in their flying house. The experience a number of adventures on their flight.
Director
Henry Monnier
